Seeing Yuan Feifei leave, Ning Fengzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his tension eased considerably. While Yuan Feifei was by his side, he felt more pressure than facing his elder brother.
Women...
How can they be so difficult to understand?
When Yuan Feifei left earlier, she was clearly a little angry.
But why was Yuan Feifei angry?
Ning Fengzhi remained confused. Was it because he couldn't drink strong alcohol?
Soon, Yuan Feifei returned, pushing a cart.
"Let's start with these," she said, placing more than ten bottles of foreign liquor on the table.
"So many?!"
Ning Fengzhi looked at the table full of alcohol and blinked, looking at Yuan Feifei in confusion.
"What's wrong? These are just like beverages. I don't understand why people who come here to consume like to drink such alcohol," Yuan Feifei said.
She didn't understand most of the foreign liquor. He had told his senior sister that he wanted low-proof alcohol.
Since the proof was low, he naturally had to drink more, otherwise, he couldn't get drunk.
"Nothing..."
Ning Fengzhi thought for a moment. He figured Yuan Feifei was too lazy to go out and get more later, so she brought a lot at once. If they couldn't finish it, they could just return it.
"Singing?"
Yuan Feifei pointed at the big screen in the private room. They could sing KTV here or have a party in the room. It all depended on what Ning Fengzhi liked.
"Sure."
Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up. In his hometown, there was only one KTV, and it was usually empty. Throughout the year, only some elderly women would go there to sing a few songs, and occasionally young people would return and sing a couple of tunes. The equipment inside was also quite old.
However, that place was cheap, only costing fifty to sixty yuan for a whole night of singing.
As the "God of Songs" in the region, he had to put on a good show. This way, Yuan Feifei would be attracted by his singing voice and fall in love with him from then on!
With this thought, Ning Fengzhi immediately picked up the microphone and started selecting songs.
Yuan Feifei looked at Ning Fengzhi strangely. Did he like singing that much?
She couldn't be bothered to care much. She poured a full glass of wine for Ning Fengzhi and then poured herself a small cup, taking a small sip.
As expected, it was sweet, just like a beverage. How could one get drunk on such alcohol?
Sigh.
Thinking of this, Yuan Feifei felt a sense of helplessness.
After Ning Fengzhi selected his song, the music volume was turned up. Holding the microphone, Ning Fengzhi seemed to transform. He stared at Yuan Feifei, walked towards her with a model's strut, and said, "This song, 'The Night I Miss You,' is dedicated to Miss Yuan Feifei."
At this moment, Ning Fengzhi's eyes were exceptionally bright. The light in the private room continuously flickered across his face. He kept his gaze fixed on Yuan Feifei, his eyes so bright in the dim light.
"..."
Yuan Feifei stared blankly at Ning Fengzhi. She felt like this person had changed.
It was as if a switch had been flipped inside him. Why did he seem so much more dominant?
As the music played, Ning Fengzhi's singing began.
Initially, Yuan Feifei thought Ning Fengzhi's singing would be just average, as he didn't seem like someone who sang often.
However, when his voice rang out, Yuan Feifei instinctively glanced at the screen. The original vocals were not on.